This weekend was my grand finale at the restaurant. As annoying as the "guests" of the restaurant are, and I use the term "guests" loosely because that would insinuate that we willingly invite them in, the staff has always been great and I feel like I am leaving with good friends and good memories. The place really helped me on many levels. Of course, monetarily but also as an outlet and as an escape from the crazy that sometimes lives in my head. Many nights, I would have sat home depressed and lonely but they kept my spirits up and I hope that I have relayed to them how much that means to me. I am going to miss all of the jokes, laughs, and inappropriate comments. Ahh, good times! With all that said, my restaurant people brought me a cake and card tonight. It was nice and much appreciated. The remainder of the cake now resides in my refrigerator and will be used as a frosting-covered Xanax for when my first real panic attack happens. I am thinking that will be soon! And just for anyone who ever questions my whole "stuckatseven" life philosophy, let me explain to you why life keeps me humble. As I am getting ready to leave, after a night of good memories...I turn the corner and BAM! I slam right into another server carrying a tray full of drinks and they shatter on the ground and I am covered in soda. Life makes sure that all my important moments are punctuated with embarrassment. With that said, I will leave you with three notes on restaurant work: 1.) Just because they are serving you, doesn't mean that they are your servant. Tip appropriately and be friendly. 2.) Being a server doesn't equal stupidity and if you think it does, then you are stupid. That's right, I said it. And 3.) I am going to miss each of you from the restaurant. I have met some of the most interesting people through working there and it has definitely shaped my Atlanta life. So, thank you! Here are a few photos from my last shindig. Oh and one last thing, I hope that I have paid my restaurant dues and as much as I have enjoyed working there, I am hoping that I will never have to work at one again but if I do, I can only hope to enjoy the people as much as I have here in Atlanta.